This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

"- Why, why - how can you grab this whip of mine with ease!

Michaela's whip, released without taking her life, never reached Lars.

Because - I let go of consciousness. I could hold Lars back. Christa Oaken was barefoot gripping a whip wrapped around the flame.

"Why? Ahhh!

Ignoring Michaela's scream, the girl exhaled slightly in relief, checking the safety of her dear friend, who tried to protect herself to the end.

Hurt and wear is the only thing, but there is no separate article of life.

Once you make sure you're unconscious, you stand up holding him back. And he glanced at the deputy head of the Royal Sorcery Division, who couldn't hide the upset.

"How dare you, Lars?"

A low, roaring voice that my friends know, I don't think Krista pronounced like a painting of naiveté. If Lars had consciousness, he would have been surprised to see his eyes wide open.

I don't think the appearance of a girl pointing clear hostility and killing at a woman has ever escaped, etc.

"What, you?

"It's not just Lars, Herring, because of you -"

"I'm asking you who you are!

Michaela, who did not get a response, unleashed a mass of flames, but without fright, Krista gently raised her right leg and drew an arc.

"- What?"

That's all, the flames unleashed with animosity were undone.

"What, did you?

"Nothing, nothing. Your magic is... very weak. If you want me to get hurt, at least get to Murphy."

Crista, who said that without expression, disappeared from Michaela's sight.

"Huh?"

In the blink of an eye, the impact runs into the abdomen and Michaela's body dances through the universe.

Unable to realize that he had been attacked, he was slammed into the hallway and breathed air out of his lungs and stopped breathing. I'm not even allowed to cough up, open my mouth for oxygen, but I can't even breathe.

"You look like you don't know what they did, but I can't believe you're deputy chief of the Royal Sorcery Division to that extent - me, you laugh?

Krista, with her lips suspended, turns away from her faceless expression and looks at her like a bug.

"-Hi."

Shot through the girl's eyes leaving her young, Michaela prioritized screaming instead of breathing oxygen even though she was finally able to breathe.

The fear of being born took precedence over breathing.

Krista unloads Lars' body, which was slowly holding him. Move carefully, keeping his back on the wall and being careful not to strain him as he is unconscious.

With her hands free, she walks again with her gaze toward Michaela.

His eyes, cold as ice, filled with killing and anger, were blue and white.

"What the hell are you!?

Yelling again, Michaela fails to understand one thing about the girl in front of her, and continues to unleash frightening sorcery.

A flame-wrapped whip spreads in all directions and hurts, but when Krista exhales small enough not to say she's bored - she grabs the whip easily with her thin fingers.

"Is this the end?

Gun -, and with such confusion as to where his little body was, Michaela's body was attracted.

I've spoken my legs off the ground. My body just follows the forces that attract me.

If you've had experience diving through numerous practices, you've got nothing to defend or dodge on Michaela's cheek - Krista's right fist pierced her.

The girl gave a cold voice to Michaela, who danced heavily in the universe and rolled down the hallway again.

"Stand up... For hurting my dear friend, I will not forgive you. Have them make amends."

Shaking his body in pain and fear, the Deputy Commander of the Royal Sorcery Division, who managed to rise, wonders whether he should fight or flee.

Not a hand or foot at the moment, but made me hesitate for Michaela's pride as the Royal Sorcery Division to escape.

She screams as she squeezes her meanness and does not extinguish her fear.

"Protect the useless prince of the weirdo and you say you fight! With this Royal Magic Division Deputy Commander Michaela Geelen!

"Me, with you? - Don't make me laugh. You can't put one scratch on me, and you and I are afraid to fight? You can only use that amount of magic and that amount of magic that equals toys - it can't be me and you."

Michaela's vision stained bright red on the words of a pitiful Christa.

Only then did anger prevail over fear.

Release the increased magic at once without thinking later. Magic powers turn into flames, taking in the oxygen and magic around them and turning them into blackened fireworks.

There's enough firepower to burn Michaela herself, a fiery user -

"Trying to have superior physical abilities, it doesn't change that I'm a non-magician. She's dead, little girl!

Released towards Krista.

Red looms all over the girl's sight. Burning heat burns the floors and walls of the hallway to ashes. Wrong response would be just as ashy for a friend who is unconscious.

"Fine. If that's what you're going to do - I'll fight for you."

Before the imminent fire, without haste or fright, Krista grips her fist, rests on her front eyes and falls back.

In one breath, he incorporated airborne magic into his own body. The magic power rode Krista's blood stream, and as she ran around her body, it was converted into explosive force and became incredible physical ability. - Physical enhancement magic. It's not an unfinished one that Jared uses either, it's a complete form that's useless.

Michaela peels her eyes at the girl who takes in magic in one breath and converts it into power. but slow.

In his second breath, he kicked quietly on the ground faster than the deputy chief of the Royal Sorcery Division spoke out. Purple electricity ran on the girl's leg and disappeared. No, it only worked at a speed that I could recognize as disappearing.

For a moment, the burning fire that was imminent was scattered.

Only the movement of a girl wearing magic and purple electricity was offset.

It was in front of Michaela that the girl showed up again. The girl, who appeared without making a sound long enough for each other to breathe touching each other, gently pressed her fist, which she was gripping in a flowing motion, against the stomach of a woman who was stunned.

That moment - there was a big hole in Michaela's abdomen and her upper and lower body were amputated.

With her lower body intact, Michaela hears a roar as she flies only her upper body. The girl continues to dance through the universe without realizing that her blow drilled not only herself, but even the rear wall.

"... monster, you"

The only word I could finally utter was my fear of the monster I first met in my lifetime as a magician.

Vision switches to blue. Even though I was in the building, I wondered why I could see the blue sky, but soon it didn't matter.

Shock and pain run on the back and head, while hearing impaired screams arrive.

Instead of being able to take a reception, a body with no force or anything in it rolled over the ground and soiled it.

At some point, I saw the faces of the boys and girls. He puts fear and amazement on his face and looks at this one. And there was a scream that seemed screaming.

Depressing, I thought - I had eyes for one man. He also keeps his eyes open just because he can't forbid surprises again.

I can't remember his name. I feel like I called my name, but I can't hear you.

It was just a little sad to forget something important.

- Speaking of which, what's my name?

".................. ah"

Not understanding what had happened to him, Michaela Geeren quietly desperate to sleep, having vanished both the name of the Lord he was serving and even his own name.